Lin Xuankong was already in the Mid-Sixth Layer, nearing the Late Stage of his cultivation. In terms of realm alone, even if he wasn't the top in Great Marsh Prefecture, he was definitely one of the top figures. His power naturally far surpassed tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of Martial Cultivators in Great Marsh Prefecture!
However, at this moment, he shouted softly, fully exerting his True Qi, but the seemingly light and graceful three-foot-long sword didn't move an inch, not even a slight tremble!
Lin Xuankong's eyes revealed a look of surprise as he turned to Xiao Xiuyi. "How heavy is this Cyan Nether Immortal Sword?"
